There are a couple of blog titles I find myself using fairly often, and both would fit today's blog entry well - "Mish Mosh" and "Busy! Busy! Busy!" Buckle your seat belts, folks!
Hurricane Helene
I'm in Indiana, so why was I watching Helene so carefully? Well, Beach Son Kyle's home is in St. Augustine, Florida and sandwiched between the Atlantic coast and the St. Johns River.
The St. Johns is a huge river with lots of smaller inlets, creeks, and lakes surrounding and feeding into it.
The St. Johns is not to be messed with. (You don't get this kind of view from the Wabash!) Kyle's home is about three miles from the Atlantic coast so storm surge should not be a problem for him, but flooding from the St. Johns is a different story. And so I have been keeping an eye on Helene. (So far, the house is fine.)
Because Helene is so massive and because of its track, Indiana has been affected by the storm. Yesterday we had strong winds and rain most of the day. I'd left my walker on the patio and woke up to find that the winds had rolled it out into our soggy back yard. (Which actually was kind of funny.)
Music City Son Cole in Nashville reported strong winds and heavy rain, but no damage. At least not to their home.
Interstate 40 was a different story. Just over the Tennessee border into North Carolina, part of the freeway washed away into a raging creek that runs alongside the road. Terrifying.
North Carolina took a hard hit, too. Frank reports that he and Eva are hunkered down in their home with plenty of supplies, and while they did lose power once, are safe.
I hope I can say the same for one of my dearest friends who has a summer home in Boone, North Carolina. When these photos of damage in her town came across my news feed, I became very concerned.
I've got an email out to her but haven't heard back yet. She and her family are in my prayers and I am checking social media frequently to see if she posts anything.
Of course, my hubby, Mr. Friday Night Lights, did not let rains from a hurricane keep him from Friday night's game! Lisa and I bailed, but he headed over to Russiaville for the game.
He took this video during half time. It was too rainy for the band to perform, so the announcers played songs like The Beatles' Here comes the Sun and Africa by Toto. (Apparently the ten or twelve people still in the stands thought that was hilarious.)
West Side won in the shortest game ever (less than two hours) and Craig came home drenched. (And happy.)
Hmmm, this blog post "portion" is already quite long, and so I'm going to conclude here. I may write a second post later but The Feast is one week from today and I've got to work on that robe a l'Anglaise. Lisa came for a fitting last night and I think I can finish it today.
Without sleeves and in desperate need of pressing.
With sleeves and still in desperate need of pressing!
I'll finish this MishMosh/Busy!Busy!Busy! post later.
